Best time for Lovin'

A lot of people ask me my opinion on when I think you should first start having sex in a relationship. The response of “when it feels right” is the most obvious answer but that’s usually not the one people want. I am a firm believer that first date sex will result in the guy not calling, especially when you are dealing with men from the South. The “magic formula” so that the guy won’t think that you are easy or that you are waiting for the much clichéd third date is to wait until the fourth or fifth date. The sixth date is too long, because in this day and age relationships do have a tendency to develop quickly and the guy will think your not interested at this point, and chances are you aren’t after this long, and if that’s the case you need to break it off with the guy because your just wasting his time and yours.

Top 5 Countdown of the Weirdest Questions I've Ever Been Asked on a Date

5. Does my breath stink? People tell me it smells like garlic.
4. My last girlfriend had a yeast infection.
3. My father said he knew who you were. He said he wants a chance if this doesn’t work out.
2. Listen, okay, my divorce isn’t completely final……..
1. So not to jump the gun or anything but if I do get to third base how do you feel about threesomes?

Blind Dates

I absolutely hate blind dates. Every time on of my friends sets me up with a guy that I don’t know and they are so sure we are a “match made in heaven” it always ends up in disaster. There is no exception to this rule. It’s always uncomfortable; especially when you have barely anything in common except maybe a shared love for the same book or show and based on this one little detail your friends think they have met your soul mate for you. I have never had one successful blind date ever.

The Man Stealer

One of the things I don’t quite get is the assumption by other women that just because I’m single I’m a slut or out to get their man. I can’t stand it! I’ve noticed at dinner parties or wedding receptions that if I’m talking to someone’s husband or boyfriend for longer than five minutes then they come up beside them and stand like a prison guard with a quaint smile on their face or they pull them away with some excuse. Now I don’t honestly care that they are cutting the conversation short but it’s just the assumption that I have ulterior motives or something. And it’s not just me. My other single friends have described feeling this way as well. I just want to say get a freaking grip! You were single once. Everyone has been at some point or another. Why be so territorial? One of my friends said that was an indicator that the woman had a low self esteem thus the reason for her being so overprotective but I don’t know about that. As many of my friends that have experienced this treatment that’s a lot of women with low self esteems. I think it’s just perhaps female internal nature, that maybe all of us have but are able to tune it out.

Introduction

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For those of you just reading thanks for stopping by, I hope you like what you read. I try to update as often as possible. It is therapy for me, entertainment for you. I’m starting a new blog page here. (And yes I do change the names to protect the innocent)

My Last Episode of Bravery

I have this guy that I’ve been in love with for years. He’s the only person that I totally get nervous about. I can’t even look him in the eyes without getting red in the face. Since I first saw him it was like Cupid’s arrow had struck me. I remember where I first laid eyes on him. It was in a parking lot one morning on my way to high school. That was well over a decade ago. Then one day I saw that he was working at this local store and he was really checking me out. I thought about it for awhile and after a few more trips over the course of the next few weeks to the store where we exchanged flirty glances I finally got up the nerve to “seize the day” so to speak and give him my number. He looked at me like I was an idiot and never called. The one time I give someone my business card and they do that? I was crushed. I usually always wait for the man to hit on me and I guess I should have in this instance. That’s just my luck. The one and only time I make the first move I feel like an idiot. That or he doesn’t know how to dial on a phone. I like to tell myself that every now and then to make myself feel better.

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The Hiding Wallet

My date with Charlie started off well enough. I met him at the Gap two weeks ago, which is one of probably about fifteen times I’ve ever met anyone in that store that asked for my number (maybe I should get a part time job there). He was cute, clever, funny, he was the total package! We really clicked. Our phone conversations flowed wonderfully and I had the feeling in my gut that maybe this was it. We decided on an Italian restaurant that was his favorite and I had never been to. This is itself was amazing since I’ve tried just about every Italian restaurant in Nashville. Okay so we meet outside and walk in together. He was the perfect southern gentleman. He held the door for me, pulled out the chair, two gestures that really earn bonus points in my book. He even ordered for me, which wasn’t necessary but I never object to this, especially if we are in a place with hard to pronounce menu items. He was a writer which seems oh so sexy to me. We’re about an hour into our date, everything is great, conversation is flowing smoothly as usual with no tense silence. We share dessert. Afterwards we order more wine and talk for what must have seemed like an eternity to our waiter but what could have never ended for me. Finally, it gets to the bill part. And then I hear the “I seem to have forgotten my wallet.” It was like a record scratch. My perfect little bubble of the evening had been abruptly popped. Now I do like a guy that pay’s for the entire date, what girl wouldn’t, but on a first date especially I never make the presumption that he will pay. I always expect to go Dutch. But I view the “Forgetting of the Wallet” as a big red flag. Particularly on the first date. I was like “Umm, don’t worry, I’ve got it” and paid the bill and then I had to listen to several comments about how “silly he was” and “what are the odds of this on a first date.” In the interest of it possibly being a mistake, although I knew in my heart it wasn’t, I agreed to another date. This time we were going go to the movies. We met for coffee prior to this and Charlie paid for it with cash. I smiled a little inside because I thought maybe the other night had been a mistake. Then we get to the movies. Can you guess what happens next? Charlie has forgotten his wallet again (he paid for the coffee with a $20 from his front pocket). Trying not to be mean I reluctantly paid for the tickets and we went in and I endured two hours of the movie knowing that we would not be going out again. It was a very long two hours, at the end of which I ended the evening with an “I don’t think we really click”. What’s up with the wallet thing? Especially that early on in the relationship. Does this ever manage to keep a girl interested? Ultimately I wasted two evenings and about eighty dollars.